Baby you're the one
The bigger the the fun
Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet
Burns like furnace urns, and you take your turn to purchase it,
As the tao converted the thief
We can make more, make babies
The more battles the better the flows
Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes
Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram
#big #shots like louisiana soda, slang, better learn it damn,
What a nervous purchase a death circuit i stick to the surface/
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.
That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss
The louisiana cajuns and texans, still refuse welfare,
I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware
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